Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
The funny part is—if you had asked me this question five years ago, I would’ve said, in my grave.
Just kidding. I’m a Hindu—we don’t even do graves. But you get the point.
Back then, the future felt like something optional.
Now, at the very least, I know this—I’m not planning to kill myself anymore. And that changes everything.
So, ten years from now… where do I see myself?
1. Alive
First, alive. As established. But anyway.
2. Career Goals: Building My Own Business and Not Working for Someone Else
And no, I’m not planning to be a tradwife. I mean not working for someone else.
In ten years, I want Shreyalogy to be a fully functioning business. I want to have books with my name on them—real ones, published, sitting on shelves or glowing on screens somewhere across the world.
I want to earn my own money, on my own terms.
The kind of life where I can work from anywhere—
even if I still choose to work from my bed.
Because the point isn’t the location. It’s the freedom of choice.
3. Personal Life Goals: Building a Family and Raising Strong Children
Yes, I know. I hate men—this complicates things slightly.
But I want identical twin daughters.
Chubby, loud, slightly unhinged little gremlins who are a public menace.
And I know I’d be a great mother. Not in a quiet, gentle, Pinterest-perfect way—but in a way that makes my kids feel understood, protected, and a little too powerful for their own good.
Honestly, some of you parents are not doing a great job. I’d like to raise the standard. Globally.
4. Future Lifestyle Goals: Owning a Peaceful House in Rajasthan
A two-storey mansion in the remote parts of Rajasthan.
Not just because it’s a good investment—though it is, and I will be right about that—but because I want peace.
The kind of peace you don’t have to fight for.
The kind that exists far away from the noise, the chaos, the constant toxicity of city life.
A place where I can breathe.
Write.
Live.
5. Building a Personal Brand Through Video Content
And somewhere along the way, I want to build a video content channel too—YouTube, or wherever the internet decides to move next.
Not in a forced, algorithm-chasing way. But as an extension of me. My thoughts, my stories, my chaos—documented in real time.
I don’t just want to write stories. I want to exist in them. Speak them. Share them.
Something honest. Something people can come back to. Not because it’s perfect—but because it’s real.
Ten years from now, I don’t want a perfect life.
I just want a life that feels like mine.
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